vrcanaries Chapter 1934 Ming and Mother
Chapter 1934 Ming and Mother
She carefully helped Minghe back to the room. The nails of the hand that was holding the hairpin tightly had dug into the flesh. Wan Shufang reached out and took the hairpin from Minghe's hand.
The atmosphere in the room was quiet. Both of them just accompanied Minghe silently without asking any questions.
After an unknown amount of time, Minghe suddenly stood up and walked to his package: "I thought I was going to see her again, but it was all in vain."
Her lips were trembling, but her hands did not stop. She opened her package and took out a small cloth bag from the middle layer. The cloth bag looked a little old, and when she opened it, a broken hairpin was lying inside.
Minghe came back with the hairpin and handed it to Wan Shufang. Seeing her strange expression, Wan Shufang took the hairpin puzzled and subconsciously compared it with the one in her hand.
At just one glance, she discovered that the two hairpins were exactly the same in both carving and design, and were obviously made by the same person!
Minghe also knew that person...
"Who is she to you?" Wan Shufang's voice was low but gentle. She looked at Minghe and saw his eyes gradually turning red.
Minghe's face showed sadness, her lips trembling, and she covered her face and sobbed quietly. Her crying gradually echoed in the room. Wan Shufang reached out and gently patted her back.
Neither of them spoke, but waited quietly for Minghe to calm down. The girl did not calm down, but just stared at the hairpin, her body twitching: "Hairpin, this broken hairpin was made by my mother, and it is exactly the same as the one you gave me today."
After hearing this, Wan Shufang had nothing to understand. The person who made the hairpin was most likely Minghe's mother.
"But...but mother, how could mother be in Bhikkhu City?" Minghe's eyes were full of helplessness. She looked at Wan Shufang, hoping to get an answer from her.
When their eyes met, Wan Shufang subconsciously wanted to say that the boss was an old woman, but the scene at that time suddenly flashed through her mind, and she swallowed the words back.
She vaguely remembered that the old woman's hand looked much younger when she handed her the hairpin, and it did not match her face.
Wan Shufang was worried as her thoughts raced through her mind. Her eyes were dim and unclear, but it only took a moment for her to calm down and comfort him: "Minghe, don't worry. We are not familiar with Biqiu City. I'm afraid we will have to trouble Qian Er for this matter."
"An Qi, go ask Manager Qian to come over and tell him we have something important to tell him."
"Yes, ma'am." An Qi took the order and quickly left the room. Soon, Qian Er hurried over. At this time, Minghe had returned to normal.
"Master, two gentlemen, may I know what instructions you have for me so late at night?" Qian Er smiled and his attitude was so respectful that no one could find fault with him.
Ever since he knew Minghe was the new Pavilion Master, he no longer had the arrogance he had when he first met him.
Seeing him like this, Wan Shufang didn't beat around the bush and said bluntly, "Manager Qian, I'm sorry to bother you so late at night because we are looking for someone."
"I was shopping outside today. At the end of the south road, I saw a hairpin stall and bought one. Your Pavilion Master thought it was beautiful and wanted to buy another one, but when he went there, he couldn't find the stall owner."
Hearing Wan Shufang's words, Qian Er immediately understood: "Master, are you looking for that stall owner?"
"That's right!" Minghe said anxiously. Noticing that several people were looking at her, she coughed lightly and changed the subject: "I wonder if Manager Qian has any way to find it."
"Master, don't worry. I have been in Bhikkhu City for many years. It should be no problem for me to find someone. I will send someone to check now."
"Okay, thank you." After getting Minghe's consent, Qian Er agreed, bowed to her and left. He sent someone to investigate that night.
After all, he had been stationed in Bhikkhu City for many years, so he acted quickly and delivered the news early the next morning.
Seeing the address on the note, Minghe's eyes sparkled: "Shufang, do you think she is really my mother?"
"Whether it is true or not, you have to go and see it in person to know. Let's go." Wan Shufang narrowed her eyes and stared at the address. This place was not far from where the old woman set up her stall.
The group headed south, and when they reached the door, Minghe could not hide her excitement, her whole body trembling slightly. Seeing her nervousness, Wan Shufang held her hand and said, "Don't be afraid, no matter what happens, we are here with you."
"Okay." Minghe nodded vigorously. She took a deep breath, finally mustered up the courage, walked to the door, raised her hand and knocked on it.
There were a few "knock, knock, knock" sounds, but no one responded from inside the door. Minghe's eyes flashed with hesitation, and he was about to push the door open, but was stopped by Chen Changli.
"Wait." Chen Changli looked solemnly and looked around. The surroundings were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, but the excessive silence always made people feel uneasy.
"Minghe, don't push the door yet. There's always a weird feeling here."
As he spoke, Chen Changli snapped his fingers, and soon a black shadow flew up and slipped into the courtyard. In just a cup of tea, the secret guard reappeared in front of them.
He walked to Chen Changli and half-knelt to salute: "Master, I have checked inside and outside. There is no one else inside except an old woman. Maybe she is too old and didn't hear the knock on the door."
Hearing this, Chen Changli and Wan Shufang also remembered that when they bought hairpins yesterday, the stall owner was an old lady. Although they still felt strange, they finally relaxed a little.
Minghe looked at the two of them, obviously a little anxious: "How about it, Chen Changli, can he get in?"
It was about her mother's whereabouts, so she couldn't help but be anxious. Seeing Minghe was obviously agitated, Chen Changli waved his hand and said, "You and Shufang stand behind me. Let me open the door."
"Why..." Minghe wanted to refute, but was pulled away by Wan Shufang, who shut her up with one sentence: "It may be dangerous inside, so let Changli go ahead. If the person inside is really the one you want, it won't matter if you wait a little longer to see him."
Seeing Wan Shufang's serious look, Minghe nodded slightly. She had no martial arts skills, so she should be careful in such troubled times.
Seeing that she had calmed down, Chen Changli said nothing more. He walked up the stairs and knocked on the door again. When there was no response, he reached out and pushed the door open.
What caught my eye was an old woman carving a hairpin. The old woman was sitting under the eaves, with the tools in her hands pointed at the wood, carving with great concentration.
Wan Shufang saw it yesterday. Although the hairpin made by the old woman was made of wood, her craftsmanship was excellent. The carved patterns were lifelike, as if they were living things. Seeing the old woman so serious at this moment, she was also a little impressed.
But when she got closer, Wan Shufang's face changed slightly. She stared at the old woman's profile, with a storm of emotions in her heart.
This is not the person I met during the day...
Wan Shufang pursed her lips and thought silently. She subconsciously looked at Minghe, but Minghe's eyes were also full of confusion and strangeness, as if he didn't know the person in front of him. He stood there in a daze, not moving for a long time.